Brag Poems - Poems about Brag

What's there to Brag about? When you said You committed crime What's there to Brag about when You said that It's not you , it's all out You should remember What you have done For your fun You made misery Now it's all over What have you done For your sun Now you face misery Why do you remember the things? That was never liked by you That means you liked them too Why...

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when we brag and boast be about beautiful coast which we love the most...

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Boasting inanely,  After taking much booze You are so bamboozled Trying to woo some folks. Singing , " Boom ,  Bloom,      Hum...hum       Zoom in         the zoo room. Boost up     Boost up...

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Not all tongue that wag You dishonorably gag … Of course not that of my Neighbor Which assigned to itself Christ’s Labor For it doesn’t behind lag And will ever out ***, While demolishing knickers that sag; Women that fripperies drag, Hundreds of cosmetics bag, Fun always pokes at a hag Or lanes walk that zigzag And in the church read a mag! The tongues...

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But we never brag about Norman Fell A native son of Philly we must tell A comic like Larry Fine Heroes now on the line Six degrees of Kevin Bacon in Hell...

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challenges in life positivity wins race music fulfills soul ...

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Republic Day Republic Day We can celebrate all day Watch the parade with pride and have a nice time See the hoisting of the flag from far and wide Everything is closed so stay at home Even though you want to go Salute the Flag from the get go Dress up in the colours of the flag Have yummy food but don't...

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that guy’s sure in rags sniffing glue from plastic bags his torn trousers sag i drive past in fancy jag ...

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Normalcy seemed to resound like a year-end brag letter, for out of reach are those possibilities when locked up in a ward. Voices itched inside her body and creepies crawled along her skin. Scheduled meds didn't cessate this, just kept the demons from screaming loud enough for others to hear. I ask about her, in cordial simplicity, through our sporadic letter correspondence, but those...

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Goodbye Little white lie Watching a person breakdown and cry It starts off innocent enough But in the end accusations could be rough Some brag While flipping through the tabloid mag Is it a fantasy trip? Wanting control planning life’s script Throwing words around Social leaders in the town Spewing sensitive results Bitterness showing up...

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Wealth sings in my domain, you conjure the Arab kings of old your brag of a fat account in a bank with my portrait is laughed by the mouse stealing from my wasted hay nature’s balance fights me just for you to have stipends you try to run the way I do, I’ve left you b’cos I now fly you...

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Chance Rooster had greatest cockscomb around. The deepest, coppery color, shiny and sound. He strutted his stuff. Put on lots of guff. Turning off most hens for miles around....

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I dream every night, she brags. I am wearing an aquamarine chiffon dress, and I am doing the tango. I hate her a bit, for I do not recall even a petite part of my dreams. Last night I was dancing with a handsome stranger, he was wearing a tuxedo, she said. Good. I have never been fond...

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A braggart for sure The top best at everything Amazing stories A hit at a few parties Until we could not stand him....

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My pal, Elsie has the biggest plans, grandiose almost, fantastically fun to hear about. She is a complete delight to be around, and the clothes, hats, and shoes she wears really shout. She keeps me in stitches for days on end when she flies in with her long-suffering earl. She is going to start a blog, paint a...

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